Date: Sat, 02 Jun 2001 20:45:32 -0400
From: Danny Meyer
Subject: COOL KID BROTHER! - Chapter 8
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COOL KID BROTHER!
CHAPTER 8 READING TIME: 16 MINUTES
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A new short story by Danny Meyer
Copyright (C) June 2, 2001 by Danny Meyer.
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WARNING
If it is not legal or ethical for you to read erotic stories,
particularly of a gay or homosexual nature, please exercise your
obligations as a responsible citizen and select suitable reading
material. This story contains fictional graphic depictions of
actions and tendencies considered extreme by many people.
This entire story is purely a fantasy, and is for entertainment
purposes only--it is not a reflection of life. All readers are
warned not to attempt to re-enact, or recreate any of the actions
or incidents portrayed or implied in any of this story's contents
or events, which are entirely fictitious. The foregoing and
subsequent text applies to all chapters and portions of this
story--past, present, and future.
This fantasy was written for gay men and women. The orientation
is gay male. Some bisexual men and women may also enjoy it, as
well as some straight men and women, who are curious. If you
like high-school age male-to-male sex, read on.
This is a fictional story. None of this ever really happened.
None of the people are real people.
The story is about sex, most often between high-school boys, ages
14 to 17. It's an all-gay story. If you like, and you're allowed
to read this, please read on. If not, please pick another story,
and have a good day. No hatred or prejudice here.
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ALL NAMES PLACES AND EVENTS IN THIS STORY ARE WHOLLY
FICTITIOUS, AND BEAR NO CONNECTION WITH, RESEMBLANCE
OR RELATION TO, ANY REAL PERSON OR ENTITY. ANY SUCH
SIMILARITY IS PURELY COINCIDENTAL, AND UNINTENTIONAL.
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MAIN CHARACTERS, (SO FAR):
Tommy - 16 years old (Thomas James Robison, Jr.)
Tommy is the most athletic of the brothers.
Billy - 14 (William Darren Robison) - the playful one
Robby - 12 (Robert Michael Robison) - a little unsure
WHERE THE PREVIOUS CHAPTER LEFT OFF...
[Robby is standing, naked, in the bathtub. Billy is naked, and
has just asked Robby to stand up, so he could be washed. Tommy
has his clothes on and is watching.]
As soon as Robby stood up, Billy stood too, and Billy's boner was
bouncing, wet with precum. Robby's dick was totally hard, and
the way it looked--so hot and strong--made me throb, in my pants.
Billy grabbed Robby's hardon, and Robby gasped, and started to
respond.
"Ah! Oh, yah." Robby said.
I could tell Billy was scared, but his dick was dripping and
throbbing so bad I knew he was horny as hell over this. I wasn't
exactly yawning. I could see Billy was trying to figure his next
move--he was getting ready to say something, I could tell. Billy
looked straight into Robby's eyes.
"You wanna feel mine?"
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CHAPTER 8 - NAKED AND DRIPPING
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Chapter text: 21.3K Reading time: 16 minutes
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Robby was so scared, he was shaking.
"What about Tommy?" Robby asked meekly.
I got the hint. I started undressing. Robby's eyes were glued
to me. When my seven-inch hardon popped into view, his eyes were
wide as saucers.
"Ohhh, Tommy," Robby gasped. "Ohhhh ahhrrrrggghhhfffff..."
Billy was doing a hell of a job stroking Robby's cock, real slow,
and he was overwhelmed with sexual feelings, I could tell. I
stood at the tub next to Billy, and both Robby's shaking hands
reached out to grab a boner. Little Champ had both hands busy,
holding my cock in one hand, and Billy's in the other. I still
couldn't believe how big Robby's dick was. I guess he must have
been an early developer or something.
Billy's hands and mine were busy stroking Robby and playing with
his tight nuts. Soon, all you could hear was the squish of
precum and three hardons being stroked, one brother to the other.
Robby's knees gave out and Billy caught him.
"Tommy!" Billy said, "Keep stroking him, real slow. I'm
gonna carry him to our room."
I did my best trying to pump Robby's dick, while Billy carried
him to our room. Billy put Robby on his back, in my bed. I
missed Robby's hand on my cock, already, and wondered of Billy
felt the same way. Robby was out of it--moving his head from
side to side and moaning, unable to talk. Billy took over
stroking Robby, while I played with his nuts. I took Billy's
dick in my other hand, and stroked him. Unfortunately, my hardon
was left throbbing in the air, without a friend. I needed to cum
so bad I could scream, and my balls were killing me.
Suddenly, Robby's body tensed, unbelievably.
"Ahhhhh AHHHHHHHHH...... Oh God!"
Billy kept his hand wrapped around Robby's dick as my baby
brother shot his guts out. I looked at Billy's hand, wrapped
around Robby's big boner, and saw all the precum between his hand
and Robby's pubes, which were soaked with it. I zoomed in and
started to lick it, keeping an eye on the flying cum, shooting
out of Robby.
"Ahhhhhh oh GOD. Ahhhhh!"
Robby came all over everywhere. His body was totally red and
tensed up so tight, all his muscles bulged. He shot so hard he
hit the wall and the headboard. His hair and the side of his
face was covered with it, and his chest too. He was cumming
harder than Billy and I did. I could actually hear his cum, when
it hit the headboard and the wall--it made these splat sounds
that I swear, made my dick throb each time Robby's stuff hit
something.
Robby's orgasm had total control of him, and he was in another
world. His body jerked all around the bed like he was having
this huge spasm.
"Ohhhh, ohhhhhhh, OHHHHHHHHHHHHH!"
He kept moaning and shouting.
When the streams of cum started to get short, I put my mouth over
my baby brother's cock and took the rest of his load--giving his
thicker rod a good stroking and tonguing with my mouth. Somehow
I managed to keep stroking Billy, with my hand.
"Tommy... oh God... ohhhhhhhhh!" Robby shouted.
Robby was sweating so bad and so out of breath I wondered how he
could even talk. His climax really hit him hard.
Billy tensed up at this point and shot his load all over Robby's
pubes and stomach. A lot of it went on the bed. Billy about
bent in half, with the force of his climax.
"No, no, no!" Robby yelled.
"What's wrong Champ," Billy asked, breathlessly.
"Ahhhhhhh... uhhhhh... I don't' wanna be gay!"
'Oh, fuck!' I thought.
"Champ!" Billy shouted, to get Robby's attention, "Look,
you fool around with Lori, right?"
"Yah," Robby said, nervously.
"Well, then you're not gay, you're bi. Bi is cool, Champ."
"I guess," Robby said, apparently cheered by the idea.
"See, so it's ok, Champ, it's ok," Billy said, soothingly.
I couldn't believe how mature Billy was acting, handling this.
Again, I felt like the younger brother, instead of the older. I
didn't know where Billy was getting all this ability from, but I
sure was impressed by my little bro.
"I know you guys fool around." Robby said, "I knew it when
you were in the shower together."
"Does that bother you, Robby?" I asked.
"Naw, it's ok, I guess. I fool around with Lori, so you
guys can fool around too, I guess."
At that point, Billy left the room. I wondered why, but then I
busied myself licking up Robby's cum while it was still halfway
warm. That tasted so good. I wanted to kiss him but thought
that would be going too far.
"Ah, yeah. Feels good, Tommy," Robby moaned.
At least Robby wasn't ticklish there, like Billy was, and I pre-
cummed like mad, doing that to little Champ.
"Tommy," Robby said, "Can I ehhh, feel your thing again?"
"Sure, Robby." I said.
I was thinking, 'Holy shit!'
Little Champ seemed to be enjoying my cock, but he pulled his
hand off when he heard Billy coming. I thought that was strange.
I almost shit when I saw Billy returning with rubber gloves and
Crisco, in hand.
"What's that for?" Robby asked, looking and sounding really
scared.
"Well, Champ," Billy said, "Tommy needs to cum really bad,
and, well... I was thinking--"
"No, Billy, not now!" I said.
"Not now what?" Robby asked.
I was really in a bind, now--to change the subject--or this could
really get sticky. No way did I want to have sex with Billy, in
front of Robby.
"Robby, um," I said, "What did you and Lori do last week,
in your room? Did you fuck her?"
"Naw. Just oral stuff."
"Oh, just oral."
"Yah. I gotta pee."
"I'll go with ya, champ," Billy said.
This gave me some time to think. I was still wondering about the
condoms we found in Robby's bedroom, when I noticed that Billy
and Robby seemed to be taking a long time to pee. Just then,
they returned--both hard as a rock. I couldn't help staring at
my two brother's cocks as they walked toward me. I was dying to
know what happened in the bathroom, but I didn't want to freak
Robby, and I didn't want to put Billy on the spot. Obviously,
Billy and Robby were in the middle of a conversation.
"So, ya see, Champ, how strong you are--how much of a real
man you are?"
Just from that one sentence, I knew what Billy was up to--he was
building Robby up... stroking his ego... telling him how much of
a man he was. Then Billy turned to me.
"Tommy, after Champ took a wicked piss, I told him to test
his manhood, and stroke himself, to see how quick he could get
hard and ready to cum again. He got hard right away."
"Damn studly, Robby! Way to go!" I said.
"Really?" Robby said with a smile, obviously more at ease,
now, with the three of us naked, and, I hoped, with what had just
happened.
"Fuck, that is so manly, Champ." Billy said.
"Yah! I am strong, huh?"
"You bet your ass," Billy said enthusiastically.
I wasn't too hot on Billy's choice of words, but Robby was eating
it up. I had no idea what Billy was up to, but in spite of my
aching balls, I wanted to break this off, and give Robby time to
recover.
"So, Champ," Billy said, "waddaya say we--"
"Guys, let's hit the pool and cool off," I said. It's time
for dinner, anyway. You guys hungry?"
"Yup!"
"Yah!"
It's amazing how the thought of eating can change a mood,
instantly.
"All right, let's go!" I said, "I'll race you guys!"
Robby stood, still as stone.
"You guys going in the pool--naked?" Robby said.
"Well, we got a privacy fence, Champ," Billy said.
"Tell ya what, Robby," I broke in, "You can wear your
swimsuit if ya want to. Billy and me kinda like the idea of
going naked, but if you want, we'll wear ours too."
Robby stood there--his eyes shifting from me to Billy. I could
see a mischievous smile forming on those baby-brother lips.
"Fuck, no! I'm going naked with you guys!" And he took
off.
Billy and I exchanged glances, as if to say, 'Is that really OUR
baby brother, talking?' I wanted to ask Billy about their
conversation, but I figured it could wait.
While we goofed around in the pool, Billy and Robby seemed to be
having a little exchange of their own. It looked like they may
have been doing a little touching. I felt left out, but as long
as I was there, with them, I didn't mind, really.
A little later, we were all drying off, no longer afraid of
staring at each other's dicks. As nervous as I was about what we
had done with Robby, I thought it was so cool that we could hang
around naked, together. I decided to try to fit myself in to
what Robby and Billy were doing.
"Hey you guys. You wanna eat naked, too?" I asked, hoping
that would give me an entrance into their private affair.
"Yah!"
"Yup! Why not!"
"Cool. Let's do it then," I said.
"Tommy," Billy said, "speaking of eating, what's for
dinner?"
"Easy. Mom's got those roast beef and potato things made
up on individual dishes, frozen. We'll just get three of those
out of the freezer, pop 'em in the micro and, bam--instant
dinner."
"Cool."
Usually I go soft in the pool, but I noticed all three of us were
still pointing straight up. I stepped up, real close to Billy
and Robby.
"You guys need help with those?" I asked, touching a
fingertip to each of my brothers' hardons.
"Nope." Billy said. "We got secret plans for your boner,
don't we Robby?"
"Yah."
I was really feeling left out now. I looked at Billy. 'Did he
really love me? Was I going to get to fuck him, tonight?' I was
ready to cry, but I couldn't, I was older and bigger than them.
'Well, at least they told me they had plans,' I thought.
"Come on, you guys, let's all stay together. I'll get
dinner going and you two can set the table," I said. This time
we would eat in the kitchen.
As we ate, I couldn't help asking what was up.
"So, um, what's the big plan you guys got going?" I asked,
blushing.
"Oh, you'll see, Tommy." Billy said. "It's our secret now,
right, Robby?"
"Yah!" Robby said, showing some enthusiasm for whatever it
was. That was encouraging.
Besides my new relationship with Billy, Robby's mood was the big
thing on my mind, at that point. At least I was going to 'see'
this, and not be locked out of the room. Still, I was feeling
jealous, again, but I didn't show it, or didn't think I did.
While Robby was up, getting more milk, Billy gave me a look like,
'Hey it's ok, you're in on this as much as I am.' That helped, a
little, but then I worried about just what this new scheme was,
and whether Robby was going to freak, over it. I decided to take
a chance and try to bring this secret out on the open.
"I want to know what you guys got cooked up," I said.
"I don't know, Robby," Billy said, "Should we tell Tommy?"
"Yah."
"Well, while Champ was making his huge dick grow in the
bathroom, we decided this was the best time for him to prove his
manhood." Billy said.
"I see. Prove his manhood, how, Billy?"
"Remember, I said you read those stories too fast?"
I noticed Robby watching, intently.
"Yeah."
"Do you remember reading about jacking off halfway, and
holding back your cum, and that was a way to train yourself?"
"Not really, Billy," I said.
"Well I read it, and that's how Robby's gonna prove his
manhood. Right Robby?"
"Yah!" Robby was practically shouting. He obviously was
going for this--hook, line, and sinker.
"And exactly how are you going to do this?" I asked.
"Robby," Billy said, "Do you wanna tell him?"
"Yah," Robby said, "You guys are gonna be the enemy and
capture me."
"Yup," Billy said, "And we are going to slowly lick Robby's
nice big boner, all night long, and see if he breaks. If he begs
or cums, he breaks."
Now I was glad to hear the 'WE.'
"I ain't gonna do EITHER of those!" Robby said, defiantly.
"Yup!" Billy said, "But ya gotta remember, we're sure gonna
do our best to make you break, Champ. And you know, this is
considered like THE worst torture!"
"It IS?" Robby's eyes were real big, and he looked a little
scared.
"Yup. But--"
"Robby," I said, "I'll be right there, and I promise I
won't let anything bad happen to you."
"Yah, cool, Tommy."
"You're ok with this, right Robby?" I asked.
"Yah! I ain't worried. Can we start right now?"
"NO!" I said. "We all got to clean up, now. You guys load
the dishwasher and I'll do the rest."
"Will we still all be naked?" Robby asked.
"Oh sure, Champ. All three of us."
This seemed to please Robby. This was starting to sound very
interesting.
After dinner I checked Billy's and Robby's homework like dad
wanted me to, and it all looked ok. I decided I should have a
say in this, so I spoke up.
"I think we should do this in Robby's room." I said.
"Do WHAT?" Robby asked."
"Champ! Aren't you ready to be captured?" Billy asked.
"Oh yah, YAH! I'm ready. I'll go hide!"
"Hide?" Billy said, "Champ, can't we just capture you right
here?"
"Nah! That's no fun," Robby said.
"OK, Champ. Go hide. Me and Tommy will go in your room
and close the door so we can't hear where you go."
Robby took off. Damn, his little butt looked cute. Now was my
chance to talk to Billy. Billy beat me to it, and spoke first.
"Tommy! This is gonna be so cool! We'll get the truth out
of him now!"
"Billy! You're not thinking of doing anything that might
hurt him are you?"
"No way Tommy! But isn't this a cool idea?"
"Yeah, it's hot and so's Robby's cock, but dad said it more than
once not to hurt him!"
"Fuck, yeah, he's huge! Tommy I would never hurt him!"
"And I hope you were kidding about that all-night shit."
"Yup! No sweat, bro!"
"Oh God, Billy, I gotta cum so bad, I can hardly stand it.
My balls are achin' something fierce."
"Shit, bro, you got more precum than I've ever seen. I
think I can help you with that."
"Ohhh, yeah!" I said, as Billy fell to his knees and
surrounded my dick with his mouth. "Oh, fuck, yeah!" I loved
the sound of Billy, slurping up my precum, and the feeling was
awesome!
"Tommy, I'm gonna stop. It's Robby I wanna tease, tonight
not you. I want you to fuck me, tonight. Make love to me."
"Billy, you mean it? You still love, me? You want me?"
Billy's face fell, as if I'd insulted him. My heart dropped. I
was kicking myself for asking.
"Tommy, I... I'd do anything for you. If you want it now,
I'm yours, man."
I kissed him. I grabbed him and pulled him so tight into me I
could hear the breath go out of him. Some kind of thrill went
through me that I never felt before. For the first time, Billy
felt submissive in my arms.
Billy opened his mouth, real wide, and my tongue shot in, but he
didn't push his tongue out. He let me explore his mouth and I
could hear his breathing pick up, so I knew he was still hot for
me, and wanted me. I loved the taste of him. I couldn't get
enough of his mouth. Our cocks were wet with precum and sliding
around, on each other. We were both squirming. That felt so
good on my dick--I felt waves of pressure and pleasure shoot up
my balls and my dick. 'Fuck! Don't let me cum NOW!' I thought,
but I probably should have, because the pain in my balls was
getting wicked.
I guess we both broke the kiss at the same time and I know I was
dizzy from it. We stared into each other's eyes for a long time,
like two star-crossed lovers--which in my mind, we were. I
wanted that so bad. From the look in Billy's eyes, I'd say he
wanted it too. But now we had Robby to deal with.
"That was awesome, Billy," I said, "Wow!"
"Yup, bro. Totally," Billy said, out of breath. His voice
sounded so sexual, I wanted to suck him off right then.
"I guess we better go find Robby before he thinks we forgot
about him," I said.
It didn't take too long before we had our 'prisoner' and marched
him back to his room. I was a little anxious about playing this
particular type of prisoner game, but Robby was all excited. We
had played a lot of prisoner games, and typing up the prisoner
was always part of it, so Robby cooperated without batting an
eye, as Billy tied his hands together and tied them to the
bedpost. Well, I had to admit to myself that the sight of little
Champ there, with his oversized hardon sticking up and out, had
me pre-cumming more than usual.
"Not too tight, Billy," I warned.
"No sweat, bro. It's loose--feel!"
"Ok," I said.
"Prisoner," Billy said as he finished tying the last slip
knot, "we gotta blindfold you."
"Yes, sir!" Robby said, playing his part, perfectly. He
was grinning from ear to ear and I was starting to like this
whole idea.
I didn't like the blindfold thing, though. Anything that might
add to Robby's fear was a no-no, as far as I was concerned.
After the blindfold was in place, I motioned to Billy to join me
on the other side of the room. I whispered to him that I thought
the blindfold might be too much. We decided we would leave it on
for just a little while.
"Robby," Billy said, eyeing Robby's boner and touching it
lightly, with his finger, "I thought you were a little boy, but
you are such a stud, like Tommy says."
"Ahhhh.... ehhh... yah, cool."
"I see our prisoner is moaning. Does that feel good, on
your dick, Champ?"
"Oh, yah!"
"Prisoner!" Billy yelled, "You know that we have the red-
hot tongue of iron, to torture you with?"
"Oh no!" Robby stammered, playing along.
"Oh, YES, prisoner! I have a soldier here, who will show
you what you're in for, if you don't cooperate," Billy said, in
his most commanding, fourteen-year-old voice. Billy turned to me
and said, "Sergeant, put the red hot tongue of iron to the
prisoner's body."
After what seemed like endless meaningless gesturing, on Billy's
part, I finally realized, he meant for me to lick Robby's dick.
I got on my knees, and started to lick it, it different spots.
Robby was a pretty good actor, making like this was painful.
"Ahhhh, oh God, no, stop... Owwwww! I'll talk... I'll
talk! No more torture, PLEASE!"
'Some torture,' I thought. Then I stopped. Billy took command,
again. He got a lamp and took the lampshade off, and held it
near Robby's face.
"All right prisoner, we will take off your blindfold now."
I slid the blindfold off Robby, and wondered what was next.
"So, uh, tell us, Prisoner, why was Lori's underwear under
your bed? If she just gave you a blow job--"
"No, no! Lori went swimming and forgot them!"
"Oh, I see. Well, we didn't just find panties, Robby. We
found a half-full box of condoms in your room."
"Yeah, Robby. You're in big trouble now. We know you've
been having sex."
"Yeah, Robby. Who've you been fucking with those condoms?"
"Nooooo, I SWEAR!"
"Hmmm, Tommy--another two hours of torture for the
prisoner."
"Three, at least."
"No. Please, no." Robby was so convincing, you would have
thought licking his dick actually hurt him.
"We know you're lying, Robby. You leave us no choice."
"I tried one of them on, once, but I swear, I didn't use
any of those condoms."
"Well then who did?"
"He's LYING!"
"No, I SWEAR!"
I whispered to Billy that Robby was getting upset and to cool it.
"Robby, your dick's bigger than mine... your hotter than
me... you're more of a man than me... you're a STUD, Champ!"
"Billy... wow! Ya MEAN it?"
"Oh yeah Champ. Bigtime!"
I guess it was Billy's turn to 'torture' Robby. He knelt down
and licked the whole almost six inches of baby brother dick, up
and down, topside and underneath.
"Ahhhh, oh yeah! Oh shit, Mmmmm, uhhhh."
I still couldn't believe that cuss words were coming out of
Robby's mouth. I guess there was no doubt Robby was enjoying
himself. I had to try something.
"OK, it's sergeant's turn to torture the prisoner," I said.
Billy didn't seen to mind, and I was on my knees in a second.
"This will be the hot MOUTH of red-hot iron, prisoner!"
I couldn't believe how big Robby's dick looked, up close. I
slipped my mouth over it. I could hear Robby moaning and
squealing as I sucked him. I was totally into this. I couldn't
get enough of Robby's cock. I kept pushing my mouth harder,
trying to get more of him. His precum tasted awesome, and he was
making lots of it. When I felt little twitches in his dick, I
stopped.
Robby was all out of breath and could hardly talk.
"Ahh... ohh, ohh, uhh... uhh."
"Sergeant has done very well, torturing the prisoner,"
Billy said, giving me a strange look.
"I think we better get ourselves some water. I don't know about
you but I've been sweating my ass off and I think Robby could use
a drink too. Billy, why don't you go get that, OK?"
Billy no sooner left the room when Robby said, "Tommy, do it some
more."
"Suck you more?"
"Yah."
"Ok, but I can't let you cum, Robby."
Off I went on a frenzy of sucking my baby bro. God, his moans
and groans were driving me nuts, they sounded so good, and all
that precum of his was making my cock throb. I stopped after a
short while, because I somehow sensed that it might not be a good
idea for Billy to come back and see me doing this.
Soon, Billy was back and we were all gulping water. I held the
glass, for Robby.
"Ah! That hits the spot," I said.
I was watching Robby, and his face got a strange look on it. I
could tell something was on his mind.
"Do bi guys fuck other guys?" Robby asked.
"Sure, Champ," Billy said, "Why?"
"Cuz, I wanna fuck Tommy."
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